KATRINA

 

Blake and I spent the next part of the day walking through the woods. There were a few beaten paths, so I wasn’t tangling myself in brush. The trees were so tall that I didn’t have to worry much about the sun beating down on me.

Blake was as much of a gentleman as I could ask for. He stayed quiet and listened to me as I examined all of the foliage around me. The scenery was just as exotic as I imagined.

The fatigue of spending a day walking through the woods took a toll on me. With nothing more to do and no one else around, I retired to the cabin in the middle of the day to recover.

To say I was restless was an understatement. There would be no point in texting or calling my brother to see what was happening. Out here, there wasn’t anything I could do to help him. All I could do was wait.

Blake gave me my space. He never hovered over me. There was no reason for him to. I had no idea where we were and my only escape would be riding his chopper, which I hadn’t a clue how to drive.

The hours went by and the evening came. After spending the whole day lounging around, I stepped outside to see Blake sitting on a nearby bench. A small bonfire burned in front of him. On top of it, there was a small pot with steam rising from it.

“A regular outdoorsman,” I said as I walked up to him.

“I told you I went camping often.”

“I can see that now.”

“Hungry?”

“Eat and relax. Relax and eat. Is that all there is to do out here?”

“We can’t do much else. Not until the situation back in Ivory is resolved.”

“I know,” I sighed. “What you got cooking over here?”

“Just a bit of stew. Vegetables and some broth. Canned food goes a long way out here.”

“Smells nice…”

I took a seat next to him and watched as he slowly stirred the contents of the pot.

It was a peaceful night. The stars and moon were out. The creatures lurking in the forest didn’t sound threatening.

“It’s strange,” I said.

“What is?”

“We’re out here… Alone… There could be anything hiding in the darkness.”

“Are you scared?” he said.

He had a cocky smirk on his lips. I’d gotten used to it by now. The fire dancing cast shadows on his cheekbones, highlighting just how handsome I always thought he was.

“That’s just it,” I said. “Even though we’re the only ones out here, I’m not scared.”

“If anything happens, I’ll—”

“I know. You don’t have to say it.”

“I… I’m sorry about all of this.”

He turned his attention toward the fire dancing in front of him. I looked into his eyes and watched the flames reflect in his pupils. His eyes were unblinking as he stirred the pot.

“There are too many clubs in Ivory,” he said. “Too many alphas. Too many egos. Too many big fish trying to carve a spot for themselves in such a small pond.”

“That’s surprising to hear you admit. I figure you’d say that the Black Reapers are the only club in Ivory that matter.”

“We are. That’s what makes it tougher to deal with other clubs who think the same way.”

“Why do you hate the Cobras so much? Did they do something to you personally?”

He slowly turned toward me, his eyes still unblinking. As I stared at him, I couldn’t help a strange feeling in my stomach.

He was so handsome. So rugged. Without his shirt on and in nothing but a pair of jeans, he looked like a man who was so comfortable out in the woods.

But there was a tenderness in his eyes. It was a look Blake gave me. The same look I saw in my brother. No matter how tough he might have seemed, he was just as vulnerable as anybody else.

Blake didn’t say anything. He just turned back to the fire and started chuckling softly to himself as he shook his head.

“What’s so funny?” I said, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

“Out of all the women in Ivory I had to hook up with, I messed around with a Cobra’s sister.”

“Is it that big of a deal who my brother is?”

“Even not considering the circumstances, yes, it’s a big deal. Your brother wouldn’t have it. My club wouldn’t have it.”

“Why? Why is it a problem?”

“Because our clubs have beef.”

“That doesn’t explain why.”

“Two clubs having issues with each other. Is it that hard to believe two clubs wouldn’t get along? Especially when you consider how long both of them have been around…”

“Considering the egos involved, I guess it’s not that far-fetched. Two clubs trying to carve out their stake in a small town like Ivory…”

“They have their spot. We have ours. There was never a point in trying to get along. We all have to look out for ourselves.”

Blake was just a man I’d hooked up with once. Even though I’d spent more time with him than anybody else in Ivory since I got back, our relationship was still a question mark to me.

But when he said whatever it was between us wouldn’t work, my heart sank in my chest.

There was something about Blake. I wanted to know him. I wanted to see what was beneath the surface because I knew something was there.

“Maybe you’re right,” I said. “Maybe we can’t be together when we’re in Ivory. With my brother and your club, it wouldn’t work…”

“Then you understand—”

“But we’re not in Ivory. Not now.”

I put a hand to his cheek. The scruff on his chin against my fingertips reminded me he was real and right there in front of me.

As I caressed the side of his face, his eyes closed. I leaned in closer and kissed him softly on the cheek.

Something had gotten into me and there was no secret what it was. Blake had ignited a fire within me that burned hotter than the bonfire in front of us.

“We’re together,” I whispered into his ear. “Let’s be together.”

“I want you… I want to make you forget about all of the drama in Ivory.”

“Make me forget, Blake. Let’s leave Ivory behind… At least for tonight…”

I’d given him the green light. He pushed his lips toward mine and wrapped his hands around my head. Our tongues danced together. Deep, wet kisses echoed up into the night sky.

Blake was an animal. He kissed me with the ferociousness of a creature lurking in the darkness around us. I gasped as he worked his mouth on my cheek and down toward my neck.

I couldn’t peel my top off fast enough. My shirt off to the side, I leaned back in my seat and let Blake devour the top of my breasts. That wasn’t enough for me. I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the ground, freeing myself for him completely.

I ran my hands along the back of his head as he devoured me. One breast. Then the other. He wrapped his lips around my nipples, taking turns to suck on each one. The warmth of the fire and the cool night breeze made me shudder. Blake’s touch made me tremble even more.

I tangled my fingers in his blond hair as he continued to work his mouth over me. I was bouncing in my seat, giddy with a sexual anticipation only he could bring out of me.

He sat me up on the picnic table so I was higher. He stood before me and looked into my eyes as he started undoing my jeans.

“In a hurry, are we?” I said, biting my lip to hide my grin. “You know, we have all night.”

“I know. And I’m gonna use every second of it.”

Damn.

The way he stared at me. Those deep blue eyes, narrowed with lustful intent. Despite everything happening, despite abducting me and taking me away from my home, I couldn’t fight the feeling inside of me. He had me acting like an idiot, drunk on lust that was pulsing through my veins.

I raised my legs up so he could pull my jeans off of me. A pair of sneakers and a small cotton thong were the only things stopping me from being completely naked.

Blake stood up straight and examined me with that intense stare of his. That cocky grin on his lips seemed to grow even bigger.

“You got me,” I whispered. “You got me right where you want me. Now what?”

I was just waiting for him to take control of me. Blake was big and strong enough to manhandle me however he wanted to, even if I protested.

But he didn’t do anything. He just looked at me with his thumbs stuck in the top of his jeans.

I blinked in confusion, wondering what he was doing. But as I looked into his eyes, I knew exactly what he was trying to do.

“Still playing games, are we?” I said.

“There’s not much to do out here. Gotta do something.”

“Do something indeed.”

I got off the picnic table and sat down in my seat. With Blake standing before me, I started undoing his jeans. A button undone. Metal teeth zipped down. His cock throbbed underneath the cotton of his briefs. I looked up at him and bit my lip again as I peeled his jeans and underwear down together. His length got caught on his underwear before popping up, full and erect.

I pumped his cock a few strokes. His abs tightened as he exhaled a deep breath. I squeezed him and a tiny drop of precum came out of his tip. I stuck my tongue out and licked the head of his shaft. The taste of him made my mouth water.

I wanted him.

I needed him.

So I took him.

I took every inch of his cock into my mouth and guided it down my throat. Blake gasped in ecstasy, a reminder that I was doing good so far.

I reached my hands up to brace myself. One hand on his tight ass and another on his perfect six-pack, I sucked Blake off.

The flames licked the wood in front of us. My tongue licked the underside of his shaft just the same.

My gagging grew louder. I choked as Blake’s thickness pushed its way into my throat. Spit dripping. Eyes watering. Breath choked. I forgot about everything happening, focused only on the pleasure that I was trying to bring out of him.

“Katrina…”

He grunted my name. His voice was so rough, like my name was caught in his throat.

I knew he was close. His body started to tremble. His muscles were tightening. His hands found their way into my hair, gripping tight and holding me in place.

“I can’t take it…”

He sighed as he started rocking his hips back and forth. Underneath the moonlight and out in the open, Blake fucked my mouth like nobody was watching.

He banged his cock down my throat. My lips pressed against his hilt as I took every inch of his length. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. My vision blurred. I gripped his ass with both hands to try and brace myself. Just when I was on the verge of blacking out, he pulled out.

My head dropped. My mouth opened. A desperate gasp of air filled my lungs. Spit dripped down to the ground. I caught my breath quickly and looked up at him.

I regained my composure as I stared at him, a grin working its way onto my lips the same as his.

“My turn…”

I winked before standing up before him. I forcefully sat him down on the picnic table seat and stood in front of him. As soon as he was sitting, I straddled him and stuck my tongue into his mouth. A sloppy kiss gave him a taste of himself.

At this point, I was already soaking. I would have to peel my thong off of me. But I didn’t want to waste another second.

I pulled my panties to the side to reveal my wet entrance while he guided himself toward my lips. His tip hit my folds and made my body shudder. I wrapped my hands around his neck as his cock disappeared inside of me.

“Oh… Fuck…”

I wasn’t one much for swearing. I left that to my brother. But feeling Blake inside of me now, the only thing I could say was the first thing that came to my mind.

His cock was so hard, throbbing against my walls and stimulating my insides. I was so wet that his shaft slid in and out of me with ease.

He held my waist but not firm. It allowed me to dig my feet into the ground and work at my own rhythm.

I started slow, riding Blake at a pace we could both enjoy. I looked right into his eyes. Even with a look of passion, Blake still had to grin at me. I bit my lip as I started riding him even harder.

“You like that?” I whispered. “You like it when I ride you?”

“I love it. Ride my fucking cock… Just like that, babe…”

Hearing his words of encouragement made me work even harder.

I bounced on his cock, grinding up against him to stimulate my clit at the same time. My breasts heaved. Sweat dripped from my body. My hair fell over my face. My breaths grew deeper.

Blake started shifting his hips. He gripped my waist firmly as he impaled me on his cock.

The sound of me slapping against his hard body grew louder. Sweaty skin. Breaths deep. Hair messy. We were out in the open, doing it next to a fire and untamed. We could never have this back in Ivory.

The pleasure mounted up inside of me to the point I couldn’t even groan. My lungs were burning. Stifled moans caught in my throat.

I shut my eyes and held my breath before finally pushing myself over the edge.

My body shook violently against him. A loud squeal pierced the sky. I tightened myself around him as my orgasm took control. Wonderful waves of pleasure pulsed from my stomach. My back arched. My toes curled. My nails dug into his neck. A combination of agony and pleasure consumed my being.

“Katrina…”

He grunted my name as he found his release. His grip on my waist was so tight. He held me in place on top of him as he emptied his cock into me. Thick loads of cum wet my insides, making my own orgasm that much more violent.

We came underneath the stars together, losing ourselves to our passion.

I collapsed against his chest when the feeling subsided. My cheek pressed against his muscles, I searched for my thoughts.

The dream had ended. The reality of the situation returned to me.

Blake and I were out here, alone, while two clubs back in Ivory had to settle their differences.

Blake ran a hand through my hair and brushed it away from my face as I thought to myself.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

I slowly sat up on top of him and smiled softly.

“Nothing,” I said as I shook my head. “Nothing is wrong.”

“Are you hungry?”

No matter what was happening, Blake still managed to find a way to make me smile.

“I could eat,” I said with a nod.

“Good. You’ll need your strength.”

“I’ll need my… strength?”

“We’ve got all night, remember?”

He leaned forward and kissed me. I sighed into his mouth as he slowly pulled away from me. My eyes closed, I listened to him continue to try and put me at ease.

“Who said there’s nothing to do out here?”